So it was like I was still there, but only I had knowledge of my presence.

I was riding my bicycle past my favorite mulberry tree.  We had intensive rain, and I wondered how the berries were doing.  I looked over at the tree, and saw a group of people sitting beneath the tree.  This is where the "Five People You Meet ...." came to mind.   Under the tree were a group of people who apparently I had a positive impact on their lives, and they would be very happy to have me join them beneath the branches of my favorite tree ( and perhaps branch out with them).